𝐀𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐢 ❣︎𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠❣︎

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Jo uski aankhon se bayan hote hain,

Wo lafz kitabon me kahan hote hain,

~~~Unknown

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"itni haseen lagogi toh mera dil hi nhi karega tumhe bahar le jane ka."
His voice had a hint of possessiveness as he wounded his arms around her wais, back hugging her. She smiled at his reflection on the mirror while putting her earrings on. Last night he had told her about they will be going out somewhere. Sumbul wanted to take along Zaim with them but her in law's wanted to take Zaim to one of their neighbours son's birthday party. Moreover he was really excited to go there too.

"Dil Chahta hai ke bas tumhe dekhta rahun." His husky voice conveyed his desire for her as he looked at beautiful form with desire filled eyes. She was donning a sky blue chanderi straight cut kameez. It had enhanced by the potli buttons on the neck. The bottom was same colour maska silk pant with a same coloured net dupatta with white lace border work. He wanted to kiss every inch of her face but knew she wouldn't approve of that now. So he just kissed behind her ear making her eyes close at his ministration.

"Mujhe nhi pta tha aap itne romantic honge. Hamesha toh itne gusse me rehte the ki bass.....Waise Kya kya chupa rakha hai apni is masoom shakl ke peeche?" She rotated in his arms, she put her hands on his chest.

"Mera yeh roop sirf aur sirf meri biwi ke liye reserved hai." He winked at his lovely wife who elbowed him lightly.

"Acha sunein na, mera dil nhi maan rha Zaim ko aise chhor ke jane ka. Please aap ammi abbu se kahein na ki hum use apne saath le jana chahte hai." Sumbul said in soft voice. Her eyes were on his black shirt clad chest as she played with his shirt's button.

"Kuch nhi hota begum, kuch ghanton ki toh baat hai. aap kham kha pareshan ho rhi hain aur mai kis tarah unse kahun, ki Zaim ko hum apne saath lekar jana chahte hai. Zaim bhi toh apne grandparents ke sath party me jana chahta hai, kitna excited hai wo party me jane ke liye yeh baat toh aapne hi btayi thi mujhe.......... aur aap fikr na krein mai aapko occupied rakhunga. Aapko mere ilawa aur kuch yaad nhi rahega." He paused then continued with a mischievous glint in his eyes. His hold tightened on her petite waist tugging her closer. He had some plans for them, some evil and naughty plans. He inhaled her alluring scent and kissed her blushing cheek.

"Tauba hai, apne bete se itna jealous hai aap. Itni jealousy sehat ke liye achi nhi hai Asp sahab." She countered back with a teasing smile on her pink lips while circling her arms around his neck to which he just smiled and dipped his head for the kiss he was craving since he had seen her in that dress. She moaned in his mouth and held his hair in her fist.

Sometimes she thought how freely she could tease him, make fun of him, or how comfortable she feels around him. She didn't felt that way towards Mohsin even after six months of their marriage but this is also a fact that Zaahid is such a caring and loving person who hadn't disrespected her in any way. He hadn't imposed himself on her. His words and actions made her feel at ease around him but not uncomfortable. She liked not loved their closeness. Sometimes when they would sit on the balcony with eachother and if they had nothing to talk about, there would be a peaceful silence around them. they didn't need words to communicate, but the silence between them was also comfortable and peaceful.

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She looked at her baby with damp eyes as he waved his little hand excitedly from his dado's arms. She held him in her arms and smoothed his dark brown hair.

"Baby please apna khyal rakhna, mama jaldi aajein gi wapas." Sumbul kissed his little nose and sniffed. They were going out but Sumbul didn't wanted to leave him but what can she do other than crying because clearly her little boy wanted to attend the birthday party where he would make new friends and  would play with them.